I smiled. I wondered how Patrick's tune would change if he knew it was my mom he was talking about. Then I frowned. The realization hit me that Patrick could never be allowed to know who she really was. He already knew we'd banged. If he found out her real identity, I could be in big trouble. Mom and I both, actually.
My thoughts were interrupted when Mom came out of the bathroom. She'd changed into a blue dress that somehow managed to be both modest and hot at the same time.
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